"Forty-five thousand." Since Tang Yunlong decided to take down this sword, he would not give up so easily. So many spiritual stones were added at once, which made all the monks stunned.

I sighed in my heart.

"Young Master, don't add any more. I think this person is bound to win. It doesn't make sense how much more we add." The middle-aged man said again.

"Senior Brother Qin, I don't need this sword. My current magical weapon is already very good." Qin Yu also said.

Qin Yong's expression kept changing. Forty-five thousand spirit stones were already a lot. He only had fifty thousand spirit stones on his body, and they had other uses. Although he could spend hundreds of spirit stones every day,

Compared with some ordinary monks, they are indeed very wealthy, but if they want to take pictures and buy things, they are very poor.

Of course, if this Yinming Sword can be obtained with only 30,000 spirit stones, it is not a big deal even if it is given to Qin Yu. As long as he gets Qin Yu, by then, this sword will not be

My own family. In this case, with the remaining spiritual stones and the spiritual stones from the middle-aged man, I can do the following things.

But if all the spiritual stones were spent and the treasure was not auctioned off, the consequences would be disastrous. When the middle-aged man said this, he immediately woke up and realized that he had almost made an irreparable mistake.

.I could no longer care so much, so I hurriedly finished it without looking at the eyes of others, as if this matter had nothing to do with me.

The middle-aged man naturally knew what Qin Yong was thinking, so he said in a low voice: "Young Master, this person is very generous. It seems that his origin is very simple. As long as it is something he likes, he must get it.

, we are not angry with him because of you." These words were naturally meant to give Qin Yong a step down. After all, Qin Yong could put aside his big talk just now and wanted to take a picture of this sword and give it to Qin Yu.

"I also know this, so I'm too lazy to get to know him." Qin Yong said.

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"Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, this Yinming Sword belongs to you." The white-haired old man said with a smile. This Yinming Sword was sold at such a high price, and his commission was also very large.

The following treasures are all astonishing, but they all have something in common, which is that they are extremely rare and have astonishing prices. Either they were brought from ancient ruins, or they were refined from some precious materials, or

Isn't it just astonishingly powerful? Tang Yunlong wanted it very much, but the trouble was that he didn't have that many spirit stones in his pocket, and he couldn't buy much, so he wouldn't make a move easily until the critical moment.

"This treasure comes from ancient ruins. I won't say much about what's inside. This treasure is a magic weapon used by a golden elixir monk during his lifetime." A sword appeared in the hand of the white-haired old man, with golden light on it.

, but this sword is only half of it.

Tang Yunlong was also attracted by this broken sword. He looked at the sword carefully and couldn't help but be very surprised: "This broken sword is not made of black gold, right?" This sword

The fracture is also shining with gold, and is the same color as the outside of the sword body.

"I think all fellow Taoists have seen that this sword is entirely made of black gold. I won't tell you the value of black gold, but you all know it very well. The starting price is fifty thousand spiritual stones, and the price will be increased by at least one yuan each time.

Thousands of spiritual stones." As soon as the old man finished speaking, the hall immediately became silent.

Tang Yunlong thought secretly in his heart: "This sword seems to have been scrapped, but there are still so many spiritual stones, it must be because of the materials used to refine this sword. Looking at the fracture of this sword, I think

It seems impossible that it cannot be repaired properly. If this sword can be repaired, the auction house will definitely repair it. Those monks in the foundation building stage would have taken action long ago, and those monks in the Qi refining stage will not be able to repair it."

Thinking of this, Tang Yunlong knew that this sword must be irreparable and just a useless sword. Otherwise, the price would not be so low. But it would not be useful to others, but Tang Yunlong held it in his hands.

Similarly, as long as it is decomposed with the yin and yang energy in the yin and yang space, it can be turned into the rare material Wujin.

Tang Yunlong thought for a while, if it were broken down into black gold, it would be worth at least 100,000 spirit stones. Of course, it is best to buy it at the lowest price, so Tang Yunlong was not in a hurry to bid, he thought

Want to see what other people think of this sword.

"Fifty thousand spiritual stones." Someone said.

After waiting for a long time and no one bid again, the old man said: "Fifty thousand spiritual stones at a time, fifty thousand..."

"Fifty-two thousand." Tang Yunlong said calmly.

"Fifty-two thousand spiritual stones, is there anyone else bidding?" the old man said with a smile on his face. But there was silence in the hall, and the old man couldn't help but shook his head and said: "If there is no bid, then this one..."

"Sixty thousand spiritual stones." Someone suddenly said loudly.

Tang Yunlong's expression changed. The duck that had entered his mouth was about to fly away. He couldn't help but turn his head and look over there. The monk who was fighting with him was none other than Qin Yong. He was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Tang Yunlong himself said without hesitation: "Seventy thousand."

"Eighty thousand." Qin Yong seemed certain to win.

"Young Master, we just agreed, why did you start taking pictures of this broken sword again? You have to know that the spiritual stones on us have other uses. If the master blames me, I can't bear it."

"Okay, I won't want such a rag." Qin Yong whispered in his ear: "Didn't you just say that as long as he wants something, he must get it.

I really can't swallow this breath in my heart. Since he has many spiritual stones, let him spend more." A bitter smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. The reason why he said that was to give him a step down. Could it be that

Now tell the truth.

"Ninety thousand." Tang Yunlong didn't give in at all. No matter what this person's purpose was, as long as the price was right, he would definitely get it. But now at this price, there is not much profit. This broken sword, inside

The Wujin worth is only about 100,000 spiritual stones at most.

"Young Master, don't make any more offers. Ninety thousand is already a lot. Don't argue with him anymore." Seeing Tang Yunlong quote the price, the middle-aged man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he had just relaxed when Qin Yong left and shouted: "One hundred thousand spiritual stones."

Tang Yunlong had to shake his head. The price was already too high. Even if he could get this price, he wouldn't make much profit. Although it wouldn't be a loss, it would be meaningless. Since Qin Yong wants it, let him give it to him.

Okay. What Tang Yunlong can't figure out is what Qin Yong wants this sword for.

The price of a sword that no one wanted suddenly rose to 100,000 spirit stones. This was the most surprising thing in history. Everyone was waiting for Tang Yunlong to quote. Qin Yong was also very proud.

I secretly thought to myself: "Don't you have a lot of spiritual stones? I'll spend some more on you. Now I feel better."

But soon, Qin Yong felt that something was wrong. The monk with the mask did not bid any more. "Hurry up and increase the price. As long as you add one thousand spiritual stones, I will give it to you." But the monk with the mask didn't bid anymore.

The monk seemed to be talking to the people around him, as if he had forgotten about this matter. A bad premonition immediately arose in Qin Yong's heart.

"Hey, the guy wearing the mask, does he have no spirit stones anymore? If not, just say something and I can pick you up a few." Qin Yong stood up and laughed and said, "If you don't have so many spirit stones, don't come here to recharge them.

It’s too big.”

Tang Yunlong seemed not to have heard what he said, and continued talking to Yao Shan. It had to be said that Yao Shan knew a lot of things. He knew all about the conflicts between the families.

, he knew very clearly which family had a closer relationship.

After waiting for a while and no one bid, the white-haired old man said loudly: "Congratulations to this fellow Taoist, this sword is yours." After hearing the old man's words, Qin Yong's face turned pale.

"The sword treasure below also comes from ancient ruins. We don't know its specific use." The white-haired old man took out a compass, but there were some differences between this compass and other compasses. "The starting price for this object is three

Ten thousand spiritual stones, the minimum price increase is one thousand spiritual stones each time."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he heard the staff member who delivered the treasure say loudly: "Steward, this senior brother said that he doesn't want this sword anymore. He can't produce so many spiritual stones." As soon as these words came out, there was a huge crowd in the hall.

Suddenly there was great excitement. This kind of auction is held every few years. In order to prevent some monks from bidding randomly, some strict rules have been set up, especially for some treasures at the back. The white-haired old man had already reminded me once before the auction started.

, but this thing still happened.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't want this sword anymore. I want the Bagua Pan." Qin Yong said loudly: "If he pays 90,000 spiritual stones, just sell it to him. I don't want this broken sword."

The white-haired old man's expression changed, and he said coldly: "Are you taking our auction seriously and just saying you don't want it?"

"I came here just for the Bagua Pan. I have never wanted this broken sword." Qin Yong's face turned pale, and when he spoke, he didn't know what he was talking about.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, even one less is not enough. If you don't have them, I don't care who you are, you have to abrogate your cultivation according to the rules of the auction house."

"No." After listening to the old man's words, Qin Yong was almost fainted from fright. "Uncle Liu, please find a way to save me. I don't want to ruin my cultivation."

The man sighed, took Qin Yong's storage bag, then took out his own storage bag, and said respectfully to the white-haired old man: "I am Liu Zhongsheng of Tianlongmen, my nephew is not sensible today, here is

Steward, please accept the eighty thousand spiritual stones first, and I will deliver the rest within two days."

The white-haired old man said coldly: "What we are interested in is not 20,000 spirit stones. If everyone behaves like him, this matter will be known to others, and our auction house will still have a foothold in the world of cultivation. This

This behavior of raising prices indiscriminately must be severely punished. If you are given a quarter of an hour, it will be fine if you come up with 100,000 spiritual stones. Otherwise, you will fly out of cultivation immediately."

"Miss Qin." The middle-aged man looked at Qin Yu pleadingly.

Qin Yu handed over his storage bag and whispered: "I only have 10,000 spirit stones."

"Fellow Taoists, whoever is willing to lend me Tianlongmen 10,000 spiritual stones will be given back twice as much in the future." No one dared to plead with Liu Zhongsheng, but no one paid him any attention. At this time, he suddenly looked at Tang Yunlong,

He hurriedly ran to his side, cupped his hands and said in a low voice: "This fellow Taoist, my nephew is young and ignorant. I hope you won't be offended. How about selling this sword to you for 50,000 spiritual stones?"

Liu Zhongsheng has no choice now. Ten thousand spirit stones are not much for him, but now it really makes him a little embarrassed. No one will lend him spirit stones now. The higher the level of the treasures, the higher the level.

, who doesn’t want it? Now he only hopes that Tang Yunlong can buy this sword.

Tang Yunlong shook his head and said, "The price of fifty thousand spiritual stones is a bit too high."

"This price is already very low. Besides, weren't fellow Taoists very interested just now?"

Tang Yunlong waved his hand and said: "I wanted it just now, but now I have no interest. I have to thank your nephew, otherwise, I would have spent so many spiritual stones to buy something that is useless to me.

thing."

"You..." Liu Zhongsheng glanced at Qin Yong who was in a daze, and felt extremely angry.

"The time is coming soon. If you can't get the spirit stone again, don't blame me for being rude." The white-haired old man said.

"Ten thousand spirit stones, this is the lowest price." Liu Zhongsheng gritted his teeth and said. The situation is very critical now. If he can't get the spirit stones, Qin Yong's cultivation will not be preserved.

"Deal." Tang Yunlong threw him a small storage bag, and then picked up the sword.

Although Liu Zhongsheng has gathered enough spirit stones, his face is pale at this time. The reason why he came here today is for the Eight Monsters Tray. Now he has not got anything, and all the spirit stones he has have been spent. But it is worth celebrating.

Fortunately, Qin Yong's cultivation was finally saved. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "Young Master, let's get out of here."

"Ah, are you okay?" Qin Yong only recovered now. Qin Yong was with them, so they naturally wanted to go together now. When passing by Tang Yunlong, Qin Yong couldn't help but said viciously: "Smelly

Boy, just wait for me and I will let you know the consequences of offending me."
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